Early Days in high Park...Twelve....

Time passed on. It was the 90's now and nothing much had changed. My double life continued. I had what was essentially a straight lifestyle although some of the guys at work wondered why I didn't have a girlfriend. I wasn't going to tell. All my brothers were married, but me...well I always said I was different.

I continued to explore every sexual activity I could think of, save one. I really wanted to be fucked and I wanted it bad. I had only been sodomized once by that guy back in the park a few years before. Everything I did...the kissing, the necking, the foreplay, sucking a man's cock to completion, having him cum in my mouth, being face fucked (those vans), rimming a man's ass, making a man cum with my hands while kissing him on the lips. It all was just foreplay for me, leading me to needing and desiring to be entered and fucked by a masculine man. I was always masturbating imagining a man fucking me up my ass.

In the winter when it was too cold to go out. I would stay home, shower, smoke a joint, shave my entire body, apply some body creams or oil myself up and start masturbating in front of a big mirror I had. I wanted to be fucked so bad. Other times I would put on some nylon stockings with my red thong and go to bed, lying on my stomach while rubbing my cock into the linen sheets imagining a man fucking me in the ass. Just the way I use to when I was fourteen (except for the nylons...ha ha).

But things were coming to a head...One night while strolling down the main road in High Park, a car pulled over and the driver invited me in. We chatted awhile but we were both thinking about the same thing. I wasn't really fond of sucking a man's cock with my head crammed against a steering wheel so I invited him back to my place.

I was only on the 3rd floor so we took the stairs. I was sure he got a good look at my ass while he climbed the stairs behind me. I took my time and moved seductively giving him a good show and putting him in the mood. I was horney with anticipation of having sex with this man.

We got up to my place and once in the door I removed my shorts. Wearing only my skimpy red thong, we embraced and necked awhile. I could feel him getting hard. We went over to the couch and I unzipped him and start to blow him. I could feel his hand reach around and start fingering me in the ass. I saw my mirror in the corner and had an idea. I got up and moved the mirror behind me, I then got down on my knees and started to suck his cock while he sat up watching my ass in the mirror. He got excited and his cock got really hard.

He said he wanted to fuck me. the floodgates were opened...I told him to do it. He swung
around behind me lubbed my ass a bit and stuck his big hard cock slowly into my ass. I took a deep breath to relax. I could feel his cock go deep into my ass filling me with his manhood. He started to pump me hard. "oh man, fuck ya"...he was very verbal. He came almost immediately. I could feel his warm cum filling my rectum. He kept pumping me hard. "You like that you little slut"... Another sweet talker. He finally pulled out and stuck his still hard cock into my mouth (this guy was incredible). He fucked my mouth awhile and came a second time. I could feel his hot cum streaming into my throat. "Fuck, if I wasn't married I wouldn't mind spending more time with you".

He zipped up and before leaving he asked me if I ever cross dressed?...A light went on in my head...He left and I went in the bedroom and masturbated, this time playing a scene over that really happened. I exploded into the sheets and fell asleep on my stomach.